It was the first time. Caution was the theme for the day.An hour and a half later, he was stunned. Overwhelmed. Elated.A completely recovered Rhonda s...t on the edge of the table, talking to him as if nothing had happened. She claimed there was no memory whatsoever. When she asked him what happened after she had gone under, he said, "not much." Only that every five minutes or so he had teased her on certain areas and that her body had totally responded. She had also responded vocally, not just. She attempted to explain but she was so agitated that she didn't make any sense. Alex hugged her tenderly rocking her back and forth for a while."Calm down, honey. We can't understand a word you're saying".When Hannah looked up at him, her big eyes swimming in tears he was sure that something was wrong. "She didn't want to talk to you. I tried but she wouldn't listen to me. She said she called me to say goodbye. She's not coming back".Anger flared suddenly. "The hell she isn't!" But daddy...". " I stated sarcastically."Please Mr. Drake... ," she began to add."No, I don't want to hear it. Just get on with it, will you."She slowly reached up to my waist and began to undo my belt buckle. When that was undone, she then worked on the button and zipper of my jeans. When those had been opened, she grabbed the sides of my jeans and boxers and pulled both of them down to my ankles. As she sat back up, she came face to face with my raging hardon. Try as I might, I couldn't keep from getting. This is a difficult call, because it is not just a measure of quantity (as the regulations say), but also the level of reverie, remorse, anger, or depression. By the way, the bar business is considered by most economists as one of the most recession proof, and I’m convinced that the state governments finally figured this out and started to regulate as a way of exerting control over yet another legal vice. What they failed to realize is that they managed to reduce a substantial amount of tax.